Be alone, be alone I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be alone I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna
Übersetzung: C-Murder. Nicht alleine sein wollen.
I'd use gasoline to put you out Cause I walk alone And choose the dark route Nightmares gotta be loved by some And I'm the one Ya wanna come, bring your
Ashanti] + (Nas) There's no me (uh talk to me) without you (There's no me y'all) I can't be (I.N.C.) without you (Ill Will now) Don't you know that I
I don't speak loud But how Buckshot voice move da crowd Split you like a white owl Plow right through yall In a day Niggas don't know what to say I'
Chorus: Butch Cassidy] [WC] Murder, murder, murder [Warren G] I don't wanna die I'm trying to live, trying to survive Murder, murder, murder [WC] I don't wanna
by the time you get this letter It's four pages but my name ain't Aaliyah I don't know much about biology or chemistry Failed the S.A.T.'s, study Brooklyn
rap flows (yeah) Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit Oops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes (yeah) You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone
use gasoline to put you out 'Cause I walk alone and choose the dark route Nightmares gotta be loved by some and I'm the one Ya wanna come, bring your
something, bitch [Verse One:] I don't give a FUCK about the chatter in the background Niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down If you don't know
Mike] It ain't surprisin' these motherfuckers still hatin', They must don't know, I ain't that nigga to be played with, Different stages, way back in '88t
tunnel Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle Nasty girl don't pass me the world, I push to be not the backseat girl Don't deep throat the C
, mizery.. *Chorus* Mizery when I see enemies, niggas be Kennedies (?) Homicidal tendencies got mitch bade niggas on bended knees Could it be that a nigga wanna
millimeter strap and true is the game) x2 So niggas miss my sicc Some niggas don't know me, niggas don't know my click That O-loc-double-C-O-G rip gut
of the jungle Nigga, what I bring won't be humble, y'all women and kids won't get no mercy Nigga want r-e-s-p-e-c-t, 'cause a nigga in the ghetto thirsty